THE STORY OF JOHNNY WHOOPER SWAN We go to school trusting our parents. We meet a teacher there who stands up front with a big desk, and a pointer. She or he trains us in an authoritative manner. We attach mentally to a life long need for authority in order to live lives successfully. Right so far? In my case, at the age of 25 I was ready to enter the practice of law where I hoped for success and a happy life finally. Very shortly, very shortly, I became anxious. There was a foreboding. I was made more uncomfortable with each experience. Law work is nothing like what I was told it would be. The system is corrupt. But I still cling to my expectation that career success is necessary to my happiness as a man. Each day my grasp of what the fuck success amounts to after all becomes more clouded, murkier. I hear songs on the airwaves and at concerts which describe my life as the life of a fool. What am I becoming? I want to rip off my business suit to run naked in the street with my hair on fire! But I am too afraid. In strange, weird (weird comes from a word meaning wise), fragmented steps I go about a journey of my own believing myself to be the first man to have failed in such a total way which journey works so as to break up my career, end a marriage, and start an entirely new way of relating with my two children whom I love deeply. Almost magically I meet a woman who is a career counselor who asserts a beautiful message that I am made to be joyful in my work everyday and at all levels. This understanding sets me on a completely new course. It is no longer a world of systems to me but an undivided one of unlimited beauty. It reminds me of a painting. A true masterpiece. I am drawn from within to learn the truth about my identity and nobody else can teach me that. From this point onward I will use thinking capacity for mastering mechanical processes and follow my heart, which includes my whole nature, which includes your whole nature and that of every human being for all the rest. I’ll go by the name Johnny Whooper Swan who does not explain itself to anyone. By my fruits shall I be known. Watch me soar!

Wednesday, May 6, 2020

If we had nothing to complain about

If we had nothing to complain about,
We would have to take the blame.

Once there was a man who had never seen an elephant.  He wanted to see one.  He investigated and found a place in Africa where elephants are kept.  He traveled there. On arriving he went to the place where elephants were in captivity to see one. There he saw many.  He was amazed.  While studying them he noticed all were held only by small little ropes wrapped around their legs just above one foot and then tied to a strong iron post. He wondered, How can such a large and powerful animal be held captive by such a tiny rope around one leg? He went to the chief to inquire.  The chief laughed and said, Let me explain.  We tie the elephants by those ropes when they are very young. The ropes can hold the babies. By the time they are grown they have long before given up hope and have quit even trying to be free. That is how they are held.

That is our situation as people on Earth. It is time to wake up.


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